Zombies don’t live in Happy Village!

 

 Thurfriday, yay!

that’s about all I’ve got.

I’m scatterd and crazed.

I brought lunch today but it seems like someone is bringing bar b que. I won’t complain!

I want to write my zombie story. I’m reading Monster Island (a zombie story itself!) and I’m having all sorts of inspiration. Of course, it is also causing me anxiety.

If I didn’t really and truly believe that zombies are going to take over the planet, it wouldn’t bother me so much.

What is scary about this story is that the zombies do NOT make groaning grumbling noises. So I can just imagine this silent shambling mass of living death coming for me.

scary as scary can be.

Gotta be ready for it.

Gotta be.

And you look at me crazy NOW, but when the zombies come I bet you’ll think "Chaosbride was right!"

mmhmm.

I hope to buy my Turbo Tax either tonight or tomorrow. I want to get my taxes done!

I bet I get about one dollar and fifty cents back from my state.

California is the suck.

I was thinking about moving the other day.

I’m not even sure where I’d go.

but if I get laid off, I guess anything can happen.

God only knows.

I have no idea what’s going to happen to my job.

It’s all up in the air.

the lay off proposals crash down tomorrow.

I need to keep my finger on that pulse.

Last night I started exercising my portion control. I had a small bit of spaghetti and a very large salad.

I gotta start somewhere, right?

As soon as I get paid next month I will go to the store and get my soup fixins so I can start with that.

I plan on printing out my fatty ticker today and putting it up on the wall.

I think I will make my weigh in day Friday.

Something to look forward to?

Something to dread.

I should get to work.

I got a call from some jerkface.

I sent him some documentation and he called me to tell me that it was "wrong".

Well HE’S WRONG.

He’s also stupid.

Because I found in my inbox, the very "wrong" documents filled out by the stupid guy.

If they are so wrong, why did you fill them out?

I’m gonna call him later.

I tend to not call people before 9 if I can help it.

I hate waking people up.

And this guy has a new baby. That’s why he’s off.

He’s also stupid.

and reproducing.

lets hope all his brain power went into the baby and that’s why he’s such a dolt.

blah blah blah.

I flee to happy village.

*zoom*

(Happy village? really? that just came out in all it’s random weird ass glory)